Two Mexicans, a Polak and a Razer go out into the desert...
Already this does not sound like it is going to end well. The morning was very cold when we got up with the temperature right at freezing. If I wanted this kind of weather I could have stayed home. At first I was going to blow off this ride and sit in the RV park's hot tub all day. In the end I did not want HotRodZilla and Patch comparing me unfavorably to Big-D so I suited up and off the three of us went out into the desert as Tucson Joe and his wife followed us out to the staging area.
By the time we got unloaded and sorted out it was close to 11:00 but it still was not all that warm yet. The plan was to ride to the start of 10 Mile Wash Trail and follow it towards the Colorado River since this trail was wide enough for Joe's side by side ATV. Here I am leading Joe into the first of a few wet spots along the way....
Here is Zilla doing what he and I would be doing for a good part of the day....
While I was leading one of the many sand snakes reared it's ugly head...
and sent me over the edge and landing in a bush in the bottom of a small gully....
Fortunately I had the foresight to street hire some cheap Mexican labour in the form of Zilla and his brother Patch to pick up my bike for me allowing me to save some energy so that I may fall off again.
Patch has taken his brother Zilla out in the trails to teach him how to ride dirt but every now and again when Zilla is messing up Patch has to give Zilla a reboot where it will do some good....
Joe was like a little kid. You just could not keep him out of the puddles....
Our fearless leader, Patch came to this one water crossing and we just wanted to be sure exactly how deep it was before taking the plunge....
If you notice you can go around the end of the water but were dealing with Mexicans here and they were doing a fine job of picking me and my bike off the ground every now and again so I wasn't going to argue with them.
Here is Zilla still splashing mud all over Joe's poor DRZ Suzuki....
I managed to get tangled up with another sand snake and I was nackered at this point and told the rest of the gang to press on while I had a rest. There was only another mile or so to go until they were going to reach a water crossing that was too deep for Joe's ATV and we were going to have to go back anyways so I grabbed the opportunity to take a break....
Again having the cheap Mexican labour was very helpful.
Here is why the ATV was going no further. The drop off the rock was too much and the water was too deep....
Somewhere along the way back Zilla had to stop to expose himself....
and proceed to pull cactus needles out of his butt but I had not seen any cactus in the area and no one else had seen any either. His poor brother had to come to the rescue and yank the needles out. Zilla was yelping like a little girl so at least Patch had that to enjoy.
Once again Zilla had to stop to take another sand sample...
Near the end of the return trip up 10 Mile Wash while I was leading (which for some reason is 30 miles long) I finally found something I could bang my bars against like the trees back home....
While these are not trees it was the closest thing to one I was going to find in Utah.
All the above photos were supplied by Joe's wife Cec from the passager side of the Razer ATV. Many thanks for leading them to me for my ride report.
- to be continued-